He had three whole dollars, a worn out car And a wife who was leaving for good Life's made of trouble, worry, pain and struggle She wrote goodbye in the dust on the hood They found a map of Missouri, lipstick on the glass They must of left in the middle of the night
And I want to know the same thing Everyone wants to know How's it going to end?
Behind a smoke coloured curtain the girl disappeared They found out that the ring was a fake A tree born crooked will never grow straight She sunk like a hammer into the lake A Long lost letter and a old leaky boat Promises are never meant to keep
And I want to know the same thing I want to know How's it going to end?
The barn leaned over, the vultures dried their wings The moon climbed up an empty sky The sun sank down behind the tree on the hill There's a killer and he's coming thru the rye But maybe he's the father of that lost little girl It's hard to tell in this light
And I want to know the same thing Everyone wants to know How's it going to end?
Drag your wagon and your plough over the bones of the dead Out amoung the roses and the weeds You can never go back and the answer is no And wishing for it only makes it bleed
Joel Tornabene was broken on the wheel Shane and Bum Mahoney on the lamb The grain was as gold as Shelia's hair All the way from Liverpool with all we could steal He was robbed of twenty dollars, his body found stripped Cast into the harbour there and drowned
And I want to know the same thing We all want to know How's it going to end?
The sirens are snaking their way up the hill It's last call somewhere in the world The reptiles blend in with the colour of the street Life is sweet at the edge of a razor And down in the first row of an old picture show The old man is asleep as the credits start to roll
I want to know the same thing We all want to know How's it going to end?
I want to know the same thing We all want to know How's it going to end?
And I just want to know the same thing I want to know How's it going to end?